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With the permission of the Liang family, he walked more diligently in Gu Niang Temple.

On the fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, villagers from several nearby villages went to the temple to offer incense, and they would often see Ping'an sitting in the corner dozing off.

At this time, Ping An is often in a dream, writing with Nie Xiaoqian.

So slowly, peace is a joke such as Gu Niang Temple's small temple Zhu was spread. On weekdays, as long as you recognize peace, you will laugh and ridicule when you see it: "The little temple of Gu Niang Temple, do you want to go to the temple again?" ”

Gu Niang Temple has such a small temple as Ping'an, and the things in the temple are well organized and tidy and clean.

But this is a small temple that does not work after all, and the incense is as good as ever, and it has not been able to flourish.

However, as the days of cultivation passed day by day, Nie Xiaoqian absorbed the Taiyin Qi and Wen Qi, incorporated the thoughts of faith, accumulated a lot, and continued to improve, and she clearly felt that her body was condensed and solidified at a trace.

Because of the condensation and solidity of the body, there was a danger of being blown away by a gust of wind, but now although it is impossible to walk in the wind, at least it can maintain its body shape in the wind without worrying about being blown away again. And the figure has gradually become more real from almost transparent.

Although this kind of cultivation of gathering sand into a tower is very slow, it is indeed a cultivation that can see hope.

One day, Nie Xiaoqian came out of the statue after doing her daily cultivation homework, and arrived at the gate of the temple in a fluttering manner, looking into the distance, but saw that the sky was blue and the sun was clear, and the distant mountains were like daisies. The mountains are full of flowers, the scenery is infinite, the depression in my heart is gone, and my mood is open.

It's just that she always felt that something was missing around her, and after staying there and thinking about it, she remembered that she hadn't seen Xiao Ping for several days.

In normal times. As long as it is not windy and rainy, even if Ping An does not read or write, he will generally come to the temple to stay for a while, sweep the floor and smear the incense case, and put on a stick of incense.

Ping'an may have something to do and was too busy to come over, Nie Xiaoqian didn't think much about it, so she turned around and returned to the temple.

In the dark place covered by a wooden board under the incense case, there is a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone that is safely placed here.

Nie Xiaoqian had nothing to do, and her eyes fell on the one lying next to the inkstone. Cleanly washed little wolf on the hair.

The time when the pen swiped and the pen walked and the dragon and snake splashed ink at will made her nostalgic. Now that I feel that my cultivation has been successful, I want to try to see if I can pick up the wolf again.

It's just that when the five fingers of the slender fingers stretched out, it was like nothingness, directly through the wolf pen, and only grabbed a handful of air.

Nie Xiaoqian, who was staring at the wolf, frowned slightly: "Still can't it?" ”

She tries it every once in a while. I wasn't discouraged, so I didn't give up.

Close your eyes and concentrate. Focusing on her thoughts, she reached out to the wolf once more.

When she came into contact with the wolf's pen, she felt a trace of warmth, the body of the ghost, the temperature was lower than the real thing, that was the feeling of touching the real thing, which meant that she could pick up the pen again.

Success is on the horizon. Nie Xiaoqian's heart was overjoyed, but as the joy of her heart relaxed, the feeling of contact suddenly turned into nothingness, and her right hand was empty.

"Okay, I'm going to be indomitable."

Nie Xiaoqian took a deep breath. Keep your mind and keep trying.

In this way, thirty-four more attempts, and finally for the thirty-sixth time, he succeeded in picking up the wolf pen.

It's just that the wolf pen that should be light and fluttering is in her hand, but it seems to be as heavy as a thousand pounds, which makes her feel very difficult.

After barely writing a few words, she had to stop because she was extremely exhausted.

It seems that there is still a long way to go if you want to lift weights, Nie Xiaoqian put the pen back in a very good mood.

Hopefully, in the near future, the wheels of history will roll forward, and after countless setbacks and thorns, she will once again pick up her glory as a traverser.

Nie Xiaoqian sighed in her heart, and suddenly heard familiar footsteps coming from far and near, hurrying over, it was safe.

As soon as her body moved, she was about to return to the idol and prepare for her dream.

But before she could go back, Ping An arrived, and then she heard Ping An's voice: "Sister Nie, is it you?" ”

Nie Xiaoqian was slightly stunned, subconsciously turned her head to look at Ping'an, and asked in amazement, "Ping'an, can you see me?" ”

Ping'an couldn't help but rub his eyes after listening to Nie Xiaoqian's words, and looked at it again, although it was still a little vague, like a dream, but the eyebrows of the mantis and the beautiful elegance of the demon were indeed truly presented in front of him.

He nodded heavily and replied, "Yes, sister, I saw you safely." ”

In fact, Nie Xiaoqian's figure is not real enough, even if it is visible, ordinary people can't see it if they don't polish their eyes and look carefully.

That is, Xiao Ping'an firmly remembered her image in his mind, and his eyesight was excellent, so he saw a hazy figure at a glance, and then connected the image in his mind and regarded it as seeing it.

Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but wave her little fist with joy, because judging from the reaction of Ping'an's children, she could not only be seen, but also heard.

It is no longer as terrifying as the air, the existence of transparency and nothingness, and there is no need to use dreams as a bridge to communicate with people, she feels that the clouds have broken through the sky, and the dark clouds that have been hanging over her since she was trapped in a corner suddenly dispersed.

After being so happy for a while, Nie Xiaoqian, who was not extremely happy, discovered that something was wrong with Ping'an: her eyes were slightly red, her expression was sad, and even a depression had accumulated between her eyebrows.

Nie Xiaoqian hurriedly asked, "Ping'an, what's wrong with you, did something happen?" ”

Ping An got Nie Xiaoqian's concern, touched the heartache, and sadness came from it: "Sister, my mother is sick, and the doctor said that she is very sick and can't be saved." ”

Hearing the news that Liang was seriously ill, the joy in Nie Xiaoqian's heart disappeared without a trace in an instant, her heart became heavy, and she comforted Ping An softly, letting him stabilize his mind, and then asked about Liang's affairs: "Ping An, when did your mother get sick, what did the doctor say?" ”

"On the morning of the second day of junior high school, my mother fainted on the ground and never woke up, and Ping An invited several doctors to come and see, and they all said that the medicine stone was ineffective, and she wanted to prepare for her mother's death. Sister, you are a god, can you help Ping An save his mother, Ping An can't live without his mother? As he spoke, tears flowed uncontrollably.

On the first day of the new year, Liang and Ping'an came to incense together, Nie Xiaoqian also met Liang, and she saw that Liang's mental and physical condition was very good. How can a good person fall down and not get up for no reason.

Nie Xiaoqian, who didn't understand medical science, was also at a loss in her heart, but she thought about it and decided to go to Ping'an's house first. (To be continued......)